The future is scary and uncertain, and I admit I am as lost now as I have ever been; still, the good thing about the future is that you always look forward to it. Living in the past is for a dead person-or a person existing as if he were dead. For what awaits me in life, I'm anxious, but also really excited, for... Read More

How is it that the summer can pass so quickly, and that you are not as glad about it as you thought you would be--being that summer is not your favorite time of year, with the heat and the boredom despite open-ended possibilities and expansive freedom and etc., etc.--but instead frustrated with the speed that it is falling away from you and there is... Read More

I know that it is highly, highly unlikely that anyone will see this, so I guess I can type whatever I want. I don't know what I'm doing anymore. I'm like Rimbaud's Drunken Boat; adrift, listless, aimless. I don't think anything is ever going to change. I could write more, but I don't see the purpose of it.

This year has basically been a repeat of last year. It's like I'm in a Star Trek time loop. At what point and exactly how did I cause a disturbance in the space-time continuum? My life as of late has been a perpetually revolving hamster wheel, or like in one of those old Hanna-Barbara cartoons in which the same background is repeated over... Read More